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A progressively, increasingly, noisy wake-up call To start it all again. A beginning with no end in sight And all I wanna do is Get in our van with no plan And arrive some place I've never been And play for less than 20 kids A 40 hour plus week sounds less appealing than living on the street Barely scraping by feels better when all I hear is my ears ringing from the best nights of my life
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